Testo My Oh My

Can you hear them
Whispering your name
It's so lame
Can you see them
All dressed up the same
Who's to blame
Superficiality
No common ground for me Can you hear them
Now whispering my name
Fake hellos, real goodbyes
Neither one a truth or lie
Happy knowing i'm not like them
Close my eyes, start to cry
No tear falls from either eye
My oh my
Can you see them
Picture them as kids
On a playground
Do you hear their laughter
No remorse
Mom must be so proud
No superficiality It came with their puberty
Now they're just sad
See saw glued to the ground